I was at gym, and we were playing soccer. I was apparently on the yellow
team, and my crush, on the red team. I am awesome at defense, but I
became goalie, and my crush was amazing at both. However, I was chosen
as goalie--the one thing I had the most trouble with. Later on, my crush
scored 4 out of 5 times! And every time I missed a ball, he would laugh
and point at me! What? At the end of gym class, he said, "Nice job,"
sarcastically!